?The Dead Poet?

?Welcome To My Nightmare?
2003-02-13 01:52:46 (UTC)

My Day

Today, I had that fiesta in my Spanish class. Last day,
I spent three hours on making decorations. I had to go to
school to decorate the classroom, but my teacher had a class
in the morning. Damn it. Well, anyway, we're finally
studying poetry in my English and Literacy Skills class.
Yay. I wrote my first diamond poem today. It's fun. I love
poetry.
At lunch, I had the fiesta. Mmm... tacos. It was ok.
I couldn't believe what Randi said today. We were writing
"I used to be..." type of poem and she was like "I used to
be a witch, but then I burned at the stake." Fucking bitch, I'll
hex her. No, I'm not that evil.
Damn it, I have to write an essay for Blue Moon Magazine. I'll
write about Wicca and goth subculture. Yeah, that's me. Lol.
M is not online. Maybe you don't have enough time for me
when you spend most of it with Hilary. Now I'm just a
jealous bitch. Whatever.




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